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Chapter 293 Yiyi's sneak attack (third update)
Yang Zhen turned her head quickly, as if a mosquito had bitten her neck lightly; and his wooden stick only lifted the woman's black robe, but did not hurt her at all.

The two sides passed by each other, turned around, and stood still again.

Yan Hongzhu was slightly taken aback.Her swordsmanship is light and erratic, although her strength is not great, but for ordinary qi practitioners, that sword is enough to break a blood hole in her throat.

But the guy on the opposite side only left a blood spot.

Unexpectedly, when I recovered to my foundation building cultivation level, I couldn't pierce him with a single sword!

Still, that should be enough.

She stood still, looking at each other calmly, as if expecting something to happen.

Sure enough, after a while, Yang Zhen suddenly covered her neck with her left hand, her face was shocked and angry:
"You, poison!"

Before the words fell, the body had already fallen back straight.

"It's a pity, in the middle stage of Qi training, you have such abilities. The heavens are jealous of talents!" Yan Hongzhu sighed, and it was impossible to tell whether she was sad or happy.

"There are three more people, including Young Master Yin, hehe!" She whispered to herself.She put away her sword and was about to move forward when suddenly her expression changed and she looked forward.

A girl in black clothes jumped up and appeared on the hillside.

"Zhao Yueer!"

It was Zhao Yue'er who came, and she saw Yan Hongzhu at a glance, her expression froze.

Until now, she still doesn't know exactly what happened, why this woman appeared in the phantom formation, and why Xiaoshi wanted to chase her.

However, at the next moment, when she saw the familiar figure at the woman's feet out of the corner of her eyes, her expression changed drastically:

"small stone--"

"What happened to him?" The little girl's voice trembled: "You, what happened to him?"

"Dead!" Yan Hongzhu said indifferently, "Since you are here, let you two little mandarin ducks die together!"

After speaking, she drew out her sword and pointed at the other party.

Suddenly, there was an inexplicable palpitation, as if there was something moving around him.

The intuition developed through many life and death experiences made her dodge and avoid it without thinking about it.

A huge lightning bolt as thick as a bucket fell from the sky, struck where she was just now, and instantly blasted a deep pit several feet wide.

At the same time, the guy she thought was already dead jumped up from the ground, and an iron rod shining with golden light pressed down heavily on her.

"Clang!" She raised her sword to block, but her body seemed to be light and effortless, and she floated tens of feet away in an instant.

Yan Hongzhu stood still, her face pale.

If the reaction just now was half a beat slower, the current her might have become a coke.

"You're not dead?" She looked at him in disbelief.

"I've let you down." Yang Zhen responded coldly.

"Little stone!" Zhao Yueer over there was already filled with great surprises: "I, I knew you were fine!"

If it wasn't for the great enemy, she would have rushed over and hugged this annoying guy tightly.

I was really scared to death just now.

Yang Zhen smiled brightly at him, but felt regretful in her heart.

As early as when Yan Hongzhu sacrificed the blue sword, the little thing told him quietly.

There is poison on the sword.

"It's a wooden sword, the main material is blue octopus wood. The wood core of this wood is highly poisonous. With the help of mana, the poison can be forced out."

Yang Zhen suddenly realized, no wonder she didn't see her using this poisonous sword in the cave before, it must be because she didn't have enough mana at that time.

"I can cure this poison." The little thing wrote lightly.

That being the case, Yang Zhen made a plan to do whatever she could, pretending to be poisoned by the sword, and then let Yiyi launch a lightning attack while she was not paying attention.

Yiyi's lightning has several levels of power.

She destroyed the six-star spirit base formation and those formation flags with the most common power.

With this power, each stroke is roughly equivalent to a blow in the late stage of Qi training, which is more than enough to deal with ordinary Qi training monks.

This kind of lightning, Yiyi can send out one strike every four to five breaths on average.If it is a burst, at the beginning, it can reach six in a row.

The second level is equivalent to a blow in the early stage of foundation establishment.Under this intensity, every time Yiyi sends out a blow, at least tens of breaths are needed, and after three consecutive hits, he has to rest for half a day.

The last level is comparable to the strike of a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment.However, Yiyi can only attack once a day at most.If you want to force it for the second time, you will fall into a deep sleep for a period of time like in the early years.

What Yang Zhen asked Yiyi to prepare just now is the last grade, so if she wants to come, she will be ruthless.

He originally planned to take advantage of the other party's carelessness and defeat the enemy with one blow, but he didn't expect that after hearing the little girl's grief-stricken voice, he became restless and let the other party notice it.

This is Yang Zhen's biggest hole card, and it is his biggest reliance for daring to chase Yan Hongzhu and fight to the death.

It's a pity that the success fell short!
Yang Zhen regretted it in her heart, but on the surface she acted as if nothing had happened. She walked towards the little girl and stood side by side with her.

Yan Hongzhu hesitated.That bolt of death-like lightning made her feel apprehensive, but if she didn't get rid of these people, years of painstaking efforts would be in vain, and the eldest princess' important event would be missed.

"This kind of trump card will never be too much!"

She gritted her teeth, gripped the sword tightly, and prepared to attack again.

At this time, Yang Zhen continued to transmit sound transmissions, and quickly recounted the recent events.

"This woman is vicious, and the sword is poisonous, so don't get it on it." He finally reminded.

Zhao Yueer nodded solemnly, at this time she had found Zhao Yuqi's body farther away, her heart was mourning, and her face was determined.

The two sides were at each other's throats.

At this moment, a pleasantly surprised cry sounded from behind:

"Miss, Mr. Yang!"

……

Zhao Yuxi finally rushed over.

Not only him, Yin Nanxing and Feng Changqing also emerged from the hillside one after the other.

Yin Nanxing looked at Yan Hongzhu, a woman he used to be very familiar with, but now he was very strange, with an unpredictable expression.

After killing Chu Daoyou with one move just now, he chased forward a few steps, but he could only see Yang Zhen's back from a distance.And Yan Hongzhu has long since disappeared.

After chasing and chasing, he suddenly woke up like a dream, and felt something was wrong.

How did this Yan Hongzhu run so fast?
Thinking about the aura of the other party when he first appeared, he ignored it because he was too familiar with it. Now when he recalled it again, he could feel it.

That was the aura of a foundation-building monk.

Yan Hongzhu, is a Foundation Establishment cultivator?
How can it be!

After so many years in the sect, didn't they discover that she was a foundation?
Also, how did she trick the masters of the Zifu into sneaking into the secret realm of Langshan?

A series of question marks made him confused, and his pursuit slowed down.

When Feng Changqing came up, he articulated his doubts.The two discussed whether to move forward.

At this time Feng Changqing said:
"This Yan Hongzhu has deliberately planned to come to this secret place of Lang Mountain. There must be a serious conspiracy. Even if what the surnamed Yang said is not true, it is not far behind!"

"Even if there is no Wugu Pill, it must be something else!"

Opportunity is in danger, and the two of them decided to continue following after thinking together.

……

Five people stood together, separated by a few feet, faintly divided into two lineups.

There are three people from the Zhao family and two people from the Zongmen.

On the opposite side, Yan Hongzhu didn't say a word, and pointed the blue sword in his hand to the sky!
The battle is imminent!
　PS: Here comes the third update!Hurry up, it's a few minutes away!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)